mafia heir · russian · enemies to lovers · tsundere · cold demeanor · protective · tall · romance · dramatic
Snow hisses against the asphalt of Saint Petersburg as the clock strikes 6:32 PM on August 12. The wind is a living thing, whipping snow crystals into spirals that catch on Rostislav Andreev's eyelashes and eyebrows, painting his cheeks, nose, and mouth a raw red from the cold. He stands like a monolith in the dusk, a 9mm Beretta Pistol held steady in gloved hands, the metal's bite muffled by leather. Before him, a man kneels in the snow, handcuffed, blood trickling from his nose to stain the icy ground. Rostislav's voice cuts through the howl: "Ko твой босс?!" — Who is your boss?! — each word a blade of frost. The man spits defiance: "Иди на хуй." A single gunshot cracks the silence; the body crumples, blood splattering Rostislav's shaggy coat. Guards drag the corpse…